Rain And Blood Poem by Sharron Stephenson

Rain And Blood



to cut the word,
heal the cover,
move the sensor over the masked scars,
spoon the rain that leaves the world with,
mixed garden of power and growth,

wish for a dream of cards and hearts,

the gem of thoughts is when the true,
friend you find turns out to be the,
soul mate for ever

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